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THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 115
The time 20:03 became a decoration on Andrew's phone screen ever since he had the vision about Jeremiah."Shit! Why am I suddenly unable to think? How can I not solve this puzzle? My power can't even be used, I feel like my body is melding with this bed."An incoming call then appeared from his sister, Erica. Andrew quickly answered the call."Yeah.""Are you still at your woman's house?""No, I had an argument with her. I was only at her place for ten minutes. What's up?""You left William's jewelry box; you were too focused on having sex with that woman. I don't want to take her to William's house. You're the one who has to meet me."Andrew rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply. "Shit! Whatever, forget it. I'll figure out a way to get out later. You know how I am when William's back. I'll be his slave. By the way, there's something I want to tell you. Wait, I'm thirsty."Andrew got up from his bed, but as he stood up, his legs weakened. Consequently, Andrew fell to the floor."What
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 116
The sound of a door knock resounds. Andrew, who was asleep, immediately wakes up and looks at the wall clock; it's already noon. He hurriedly gets out of bed and approaches Marcel, who is behind the door."Mr. William has arrived and is waiting for you in his office, Mr. Andrew."Andrew quickly follows William's trusted assistant's steps. His eyes are still a little drowsy as he had only slept half an hour ago after battling anxiety in his heart.William's laughter is heard as they arrive in front of the office door. Andrew catches a sound that seems to be more than one person. "Is he with someone else?""Yes, Mr. Andrew, Mr. William is with three of his colleagues. He wants to introduce you to them."Marcel opens the door to William's office and Andrew enters. William's and his three colleagues' eyes immediately focus on Andrew. William stands up and approaches Andrew with delight."Andrew! Our last meeting was almost two weeks ago, and it made me miss you a little." William gives a
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 117
Andrew stood in front of Erica's house exactly at two in the afternoon. He looked left and right, checking to make sure no one was following him. As soon as the door opened, Andrew rushed in and threw himself onto his younger sister's sofa. "Lucky I didn't go to the salon. Why didn't you let me know you wanted to come here?" "Why do you want to go to the salon? Which man are you aiming for, Erica?" Erica squinted her eyes. "Don't think I'm dolling up for a man. Just answer my previous question." "I didn't inform you because I knew you wouldn't go. It's not important to discuss that. I want you to go to Daniella's house and stay there while I'm gone tomorrow. I'll be gone for three days with William. I'm afraid something bad might happen to you." "Where are you going, Andrew? And why should I go to Aunt Daniella's house? Can this house get any more secluded? It's far from the bustle, not on the roadside like your lover's house earlier. Weird!" "Let's just stick to the routine that
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 118
For about half an hour, Andrew and Erica waited, and finally Daniella approached them as well. The woman came with a tray containing orange juice and two empty glasses."Sorry for making you wait so long. I had to talk with Miller first.""Is that the child you told me about?" Andrew asked as he poured orange juice into his glass."Yes, Miller is my child who received the yellow orchid. And since you're here, I want to take that necklace and hand it over to you, Andrew. He can't be responsible for using it. He came back because he got into debt due to impregnating three girls, they demanded accountability, Miller said he used the power of the necklace to make them submit, but it didn't work. I want him to stop. The necklace should be given to you."Andrew and Erica exchanged glances. Erica then gave a signal by nodding her head for Andrew to accept Daniella's offer."How do you plan to take it? It seems unlikely he'll give it to you," Andrew exclaimed."That's why I want you to take i
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 119
"I'm in hell... I'm in hell..."Moans were heard from Miller, who lay on the bed. Andrew, who was keeping watch in the corner of the room while reading a comic, approached immediately. It had been three hours since he lost consciousness after ingesting a large amount of sedatives. Andrew gently stroked his stepbrother's head, and suddenly Miller's eyes opened."Who are you?" Miller's voice sounded weak."Someone who saved you. Wait, I'll call your mother for you.""Wait!"Andrew halted his steps and turned back to Miller. The young man was looking at him with a confused expression. Andrew approached him again and waited for a word to come out of his stepbrother's mouth.Miller regulated his breathing repeatedly, appearing to struggle due to the mistake he had made. He held his chest and with a quiet voice, he began to speak to Andrew. "Are we in hell?""You're not dead, if that's what you mean. You were successfully rescued, your actions were foolish. Why did you want to end your life
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 120
The cigarette smoke enveloped Daniella's face. She was sitting leisurely, enjoying the night breeze under the bright moonlight. Inside the house, Andrew had just woken up from a nap after his conversation with Miller earlier in the afternoon. Andrew seemed to be observing his birth mother and decided to approach Daniella."Can I have one of your cigarettes?" he asked.Daniella turned to her son's presence, smiled, and handed him a half-empty pack of cigarettes."You haven't had dinner yet. Erica and I called you, but you didn't wake up. Seems like you're really exhausted. Is it because you saved Miller?" Andrew inquired."Yes, it seems so. Apart from the slightly distant journey, my energy was drained because of your brother, Daniella. So, speaking of him, how is he now?""He's doing fine. He had dinner with us earlier. I don't know what you said to him, but he's changed a lot. I mean, he's become like the Miller I knew as a kid. Even his eyes have a liveliness and a sense of peace. A
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 121
"Ah, it seems that someone forgot the time and made old people like us worried. Haha! Hurry and get into the car, Andrew. Your things are already--."William's sentence halted as he approached Andrew, who had just gotten out of a taxi. His eyes were fixed on the ring worn by Andrew. Clearly, William was surprised, because the ring was the one he gave to Lily, his beloved Aphrodite."Mr. William, is there something wrong? Why are you so amazed by looking at my ring?" Andrew smiled politely while looking at his ring, feeling quite pleased because William's surprised expression couldn't be hidden."Nothing, it's the beauty that left me speechless. I rarely come across a ring this beautiful. Where did you get it, Andrew?""It belongs to my mother, my sister was keeping it, and when I visited yesterday, I just took it. I'm just like you, captivated by the sparkle of this ring. I'm curious who got this for her; it feels like our father wouldn't have. He has been gone for a long time, and my
THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER Chapter 122
The long journey of eight hours finally came to an end. When the plane had landed, William was still sound asleep, he had been sleeping deeply since takeoff."Who wants to wake up William? You know that guy would go crazy if he's woken up, only Marcel can do it. I don't know why he didn't bring Marcel along."Andrew turned to William's three colleagues and said, "I'll wake up Mr. William, you all go out.""Okay, Andrew, we'll leave it to you." The three of William's colleagues waved to Andrew and left the private jet.Now there was only Andrew and William facing each other. Andrew flashed a wry smile, he looked back towards the back of the private jet and motioned with his hand to the cabin crew who were approaching to stay in the back area.Andrew had a plan, he wanted to observe William again. The moment he and William were in the same room with William unconscious was a rare occurrence.Andrew's hand began to touch William's shoulder and visions started to unfold. Andrew hadn't spe
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The first thing Jerome felt was pain.A deep, throbbing ache pulsing through his ribs, jaw, and neck. His entire body screamed like he’d been hit by a truck, then thrown into another. His eyes opened slowly, vision swimming, light stinging.He wasn’t on the ground anymore. He was lying on a couch. A small, warm apartment — pale green walls, faint vanilla scent in the air, and a dim lamp glowing near a stack of books.Not his house. Not his room.And most importantly… not alone.“Hey.”Margareth’s voice cut through the haze.She was sitting in a worn armchair across the room, legs tucked beneath her, eyes red and tired, but focused entirely on him.Jerome tried to sit up, but pain flared in his side.“Easy,” she said, standing quickly. “You hit your head. Or something hit it for you.”He winced as she helped him lean back against the cushions.“What... happened?” he asked, voice raspy.“I found you. In the alley behind those apartments near 8th Street. You were unconscious. Bleeding. A
Season 2-Chp 9
The sun set early that evening, swallowed quickly by the thick layer of gray clouds hanging low over the city. Wind whipped through the narrow streets of Jerome’s neighborhood, making the street signs rattle and the trees moan in warning.It wasn’t the kind of night you wanted to be outside in.And yet, Jerome was walking straight into it.He hadn’t meant to. Originally, he was just going to clear his head with a short walk — five blocks, tops — but something pulled at him. A weight in his chest that refused to be shaken unless he moved his legs, put some distance between himself and that suffocating house.He passed shuttered shops, puddles reflecting broken neon, and a row of parked cars lined like teeth.And the further he walked, the more certain he became.He wasn’t alone.At first, it was just a feeling. A flicker at the edge of his vision. The sound of an extra footstep when his own had stopped. But then he heard it.Soft. Steady. Calculated.A second set of footsteps.Jerome k
Season 2-Chp 8
Tampa’s rain had stopped, but the clouds refused to leave.Jerome walked along the edge of the campus field, his hands shoved into the pockets of a black windbreaker that barely shielded him from the breeze. There was an eerie kind of silence in the air, the kind that made him glance over his shoulder every few steps — not because he was paranoid, but because something told him he had every reason to be.The necklace had been dormant all day.He hadn’t worn it. He’d left it in his backpack, zipped in the inner pouch, wrapped in an old T-shirt like a makeshift sarcophagus. But even in there, it pulsed. It was like hiding a heartbeat — faint but impossible to ignore.Jerome sat at the edge of the bleachers and looked toward the tall iron fence that separated the campus from the back alley. That’s when he saw him.A man. Dressed in all black. Standing completely still on the other side of the fence.He wasn’t doing anything — just watching.Jerome’s first instinct was to pretend he hadn’
Season 2-Chp 7
The morning after felt like a hangover.Not the kind brought on by alcohol, but the raw, nauseating fog of a night spent screaming at voices only he could hear.Jerome stared at the ceiling. He hadn’t moved in over an hour. The necklace was still under his bed, where he’d tossed it the night before, and for the first time since receiving it, he refused to wear it.The calm in the house was deceptive. His mother was humming in the kitchen — a soft, nostalgic tune, something old-fashioned that she used to sing when he was younger, when things still made sense. Back when their world, however small and crumbling, had some rhythm to it.Now, it was chaos wrapped in glass smiles.Jerome finally stood and trudged to the bathroom. His reflection looked worse than he expected. His face was pale, his eyes hollow, and there was a faint redness around his pupils. He splashed cold water on his face and stared at himself again.No change.It wasn’t just exhaustion. It was... residue. The kind left
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Later that night, the rain returned.Tampa streets shimmered under the yellow streetlights, coated in a thin sheen of water. Jerome walked alone down the cracked sidewalk, hands deep in his hoodie pockets, head bowed against the wind.He didn’t even remember how he left campus—only that Margareth had let him go after promising to “talk again tomorrow.” Whatever that meant. His thoughts had been looping all afternoon: the way his hand moved on its own, the blank, terrified look on Ryan’s face, and most of all—the voice.That voice.He stopped walking and leaned against a telephone pole, letting the cold seep into his back. His chest felt tight again, but not from asthma.“Why me?” he murmured.The necklace didn’t answer.But it pulsed. Softly. Once.That was worse.Jerome arrived at the tiny, peeling house he called home and stood in front of the door for a long moment, staring. He hated walking into that place now. Every time he did, it was like the walls closed in tighter. And ever s
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The morning air at campus felt heavy. The Tampa sky was overcast, but the sun still managed to burn through the clouds in the most annoying way. Students rushed down the narrow sidewalks, some chatting casually, others glued to their phones.Jerome walked slowly through the corridor, wearing a gray hoodie pulled low over his face. His gaze was dull, and his eyes looked like they hadn’t seen sleep in days.Which was true.The necklace around his neck now felt like metal fused to his bones. Not painful, but... intrusive. As if the thing refused to be forgotten, even for a second.Margareth had glanced at him several times throughout the morning. They were in the same class for modern literature. Her seat was just one row away, and every few minutes she turned her head, trying to read the expression usually hidden behind his glasses.“Jerome,” she called softly after class ended.He turned to her. His face remained blank.“Are you okay? You look like... like you’ve been holding your brea
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Jerome woke up gasping for air. Sweat drenched his face and body, causing the worn-out T-shirt clinging to his skin to feel like a second, suffocating layer. His eyes darted wildly around the room, struggling to anchor himself—was he still in the real world, or had the nightmare that ensnared him dragged him somewhere far worse?In the darkness of his room, one thing stood out: a faint gleam—the blue pendant hanging around his neck. It shimmered softly, almost as if it were breathing with him, pulsing with a life of its own.Jerome lifted a trembling hand and touched the pendant carefully. It was warm against his fingertips, beating gently like a slow, steady heart. As his skin brushed the stone, a whisper rose... or perhaps it was just the exhausted echo of his own mind."You chose me..."Jerome froze.The deep, resonant voice hadn't come from the room. It had cut straight through his thoughts, slicing into his mind with a terrifying calmness.Swallowing hard, Jerome shook off the da
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Ryan and the other two were already standing in front of the car with faces full of rage. They pointed at Jerome, who had just arrived with Margareth at the field near Jerome’s house.“Jerome, I don’t think you need to do all this, remember they’re—”Margareth’s words stopped mid-sentence when Jerome raised his hand while looking at her.“Maybe you know how weak Jerome is at campus, but not now. Didn’t you see how I hit Ryan earlier?”“Yes, but… I think that was just a coincidence because you found an opening, and that doesn’t change the fact that they’re much stronger than you, Jerome!”Jerome patted Margareth’s shoulder and said, “Everything’s going to be fine, and you know what? If I actually manage to take down all three of them, I want to ask you out on a date!”Margareth looked confused, while Jerome now ran enthusiastically toward Ryan and the others.Margareth didn’t pay much attention to Jerome’s earlier words—her only concern was Jerome’s safety.“Alright, come here! I’m not
Season 2-Chp 2 [Chapter 141. 142 has been edited and you can re-read on Monday]
Jerome hid under the blanket. What had happened to the three men earlier terrified him."Am I going to die? They definitely won't stay quiet; they'll come back," Jerome mumbled, clutching tightly to the edge of the blanket that covered his body.The sound of a knock on the door startled him, his heart seeming to leap out of his chest. Sweat, which had been absent, now surged all over his body, but the tension eased slightly when he heard his mother's voice."Jerome, are you home?" Meghan, his mother, called out.Jerome quickly hid the necklace he was wearing under his shirt and hurried to open the door for Meghan. His eyes narrowed as he glanced out the window, seeing a man kissing Meghan's neck affectionately."My son! Where have you been, sleeping?" Meghan asked with a broad smile."Who is this?" Jerome asked, looking at the man with jet-black hair who was now fondling Meghan's backside.Meghan pushed the man's hand away awkwardly and was about to answer her only child's question wh
